One of my best friends is preparing his household for the birth of his third child. I think his youngest son is trying to wrap his head around the fact that he will have a younger brother or sister soon. Some of the questions that he asks makes me laugh, others make me feel for him. As they await the birth of this child, he and his brother often wonder where they will fit into the whole scheme of their family unit.
The younger son asked me on the phone (I often talk to my buddy Mark on speakerphone because Mark is multi-tasking and puts the phone on speaker) the other day who would be my favorite when the baby is born. When I told him that I don’t have a favorite, his older brother boasted “everyone has a favorite….people have favorite colors and favorite pizza toppings”. I told him that when it comes to people, there are no favorites. Once again this precocious first grader also had an answer “people have favorites, you are Daddy’s favorite best friend”. When I asked him how he knew that, he said he just knew. And with that answer, he went back to doing his homework.
I was left trying to explain to this young child that the birth of the baby changes nothing, that he would still get the same amount of attention he always got from everyone. I could hear my buddy in the background chuckling at my attempt to soothe his young son.
Mark had the best explanation though. He told his two kids that when a baby is born for a family, the parent’s hearts grow bigger and so everyone gets more love.